After hearing Deng Ming's order, all the officers and soldiers on the three walls jumped from the horse to the ground, and there were still several miles away from the Ming army's infantry front line behind. Before, the Ming cavalry had put a lot of effort into dividing the Burmese troops and driving them to a narrow area to surround them. Deng Ming was determined not to give the other party a chance to turn the situation around and create chaos.

"Everyone comes forward." Deng Ming thought for a moment, and walked forward with a musket in his hand, leaving his mount behind ten meters away. He knelt on one knee, holding the musket to aim at the slowly coming elephant; the twenty knights were divided into two teams, the first team and Deng Ming were in front, and the second team stayed behind and stood on standby.

The cavalrymen on the three walls were not skilled musketeers, nor did they conduct systematic queue shooting training. They followed the cat and aimed at the enemy like Deng Ming.

One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters...

"Next time I can ride closer, so I can wait a little shorter." Deng Ming focused on the enemy's battle elephant, still summarizing the experience and lessons in his heart.

A ray of smoke rose from the battle elephant led by the leader, and white smoke rose from the two battle elephants a few meters away. This was the Burmese people terrorizing and shooting at the small group of Ming troops blocking their eyes.

Deng Ming, who was half-squatting on the ground, did not notice any bullets flying from nearby. He shot a target squatting on the ground one hundred meters away. Even if the back of the war elephant was stable, it would not be possible. The eleven Ming troops in the front row, including Deng Ming, were scattered into a horizontal row with a width of more than fifty meters. The firepower of the Burmese army did not pose a threat to any of them.

Seventy meters.

"beat!"

Deng Ming shouted and pulled the trigger, and the musket leaned against the shoulder armor sat back suddenly, shaking him back.

"Go back and exchange for robbery." Deng Ming quickly issued an order, asking ten subordinates who had completed the shooting to return. Ten three-wall soldiers on standby behind came forward and knelt on one knee at the posts of those companions just now.

Deng Ming threw the empty gun in his hand to a departing companion. The man caught it steadily and walked towards his mount with great strides.

"We will get closer this time." Deng Ming said to the ten people in the second row. He had the opportunity to observe the results of the battle at this time. It seemed that they did not hit the main target, and only one of the Burmese soldiers guarding the elephant fell to the ground.

Deng Ming did not specify a target just now, and his unsatisfactory results made him decide to continue to correct his tactics.

"Everyone aim at this end together!" Deng Ming said, pointing to the Burmese elephant walking in the front. He stood in front of the queue and raised one hand: "Let me open the fire together when I order."

Fifty meters.

"Fight!" Deng Ming waved his arm and let out a short cry.

Ten three-wall soldiers pulled the trigger almost at the same time.

"Okay, let's go back and change the gun." Deng Ming took two steps back. The battle this time was good. The elephant led by the Burmese army was walking slowly, but suddenly it jumped violently, like a war horse with a headache, pushing down the warriors on its back. Several walking guards guarding the elephant were also knocked over by the crazy elephant. The elephant let out a terrifying roar. After jumping violently for a few times, it stepped on a man's back and ran towards Deng Ming.

However, the Ming army had already boarded their mounts and easily threw the violent elephant behind them.

"The skin of the elephant is indeed very thick." Deng Ming turned around and looked around while leaving. He could not help but admit that what Di Sanxi said looked quite correct.

After chasing for two steps, the elephant let out another long hiss, and fell to the ground with a loud bang, twitching and making a whine, obviously in pain.

"It's not as thick as I thought."

More than a dozen Ming army cavalry came towards us, ten of whom were subordinates who had just changed guns, and six Bai Wenxuan riders followed behind him. The riders of King Gongchang each held two muskets and handed them to Deng Ming: "Ship Deng, just give us empty guns."

"Okay." Deng Ming changed into a musket filled with medicine, turned around and ran towards the Burmese army's elephant group.

This time, they dismounted one hundred meters away from the elephant. The soldiers on the three walls took two steps forward, and then lined up like before, squatting on the ground and aiming.

"First volley!"

Deng Ming loudly introduced the advanced experience he had just gained. While he said, he closed his eyes and aimed steadily at the target.

Seventy meters, sixty meters...

The battle elephant that led the way suddenly accelerated, and it was obvious that the driver on its back realized that they had become targets.

Fifty meters,

"beat!"

After the smoke of gunpowder spewed out, another loud elephant wailed from the opposite side. The leading elephant suddenly leaned on the ground and fell to the ground to stop charging.

Beside the elephant, the other two ends rushed out, and the riders on their backs also charged with their companions in front.

"Left - hit." Deng Ming shouted at the target.

The ten Ming soldiers on standby pointed the musket at the position where Deng Ming's arm was pointed and pulled the trigger.

"Let's go!" The Ming army did not stop dangerously. They all rushed to the war horse ten meters away, and threw away the enemy before the third elephant rushed up.

This time it was much more thrilling than last time. When Deng Ming jumped on the horse, the elephant was less than twenty meters away from him, and the nearest might be only ten meters away. The enemy on the elephant's back fired a shot. Fortunately, the elephant was running at high speed, and I don't know where the shot went.

Not long after running, another team of cavalry came towards him. This time there were much more than last time. Di Sanxi was the leader. Seeing that they were all holding muskets, Deng Ming stretched out his hand.

"Ship Deng, please take it yourself when you go back. The general understands it. The general is here to attack." Di Sanxi had no intention of handing over the musket. Now more than 60 loading hands have been collected from the rear, and they are loading the muskets at full speed. After watching two rounds behind him, Di Sanxi asked for more than a dozen muskets and rushed to the front line with a group of subordinates.

Deng Ming did not argue with him, waved his hand and asked his subordinates to get the muskets, while he turned around and drove with Di Sanxi and took them to stop a hundred meters away.

"Drop off the horse, prepare... wait." Deng Ming then discovered that Di Sanxi did not install the fuse on the trigger, but took it down and held it in his hand: "How can I shoot without installing the fuse?"

"Isn't it just poke the fuse on top?" Di Sanxi said carelessly. He imitated the three walls he saw just now, knelt on one knee and turned the fuse forward, and then put the fuse on his fingers next to the medicine pool - no matter if he doesn't have to recharge himself, he can just cause fire.

"This affects aiming and stability." Deng Ming whispered, but he did not argue on this issue and pointed his hand at the target: "Together - fight!"

...

Five elephants have been lost, and the Ming army's cavalry is still coming to shoot. Baiyajian finds that his confidence is quickly disappearing. The Burmese army originally had ninety-one war elephants in their hands, but now they have walked about half of the journey, which means they can approach the surrounded troops at the cost of more than a dozen war elephants.

However, just now, Bian Yajian thought that the Ming army had no choice but to have the battle elephant in his hands. As long as the infantry was relieved, be careful not to let the defeated soldiers entangle their elephants, then they could calmly cover the infantry retreat. Now the situation has changed significantly. As long as the Ming army continues this long-range attack, the final result will be that all the battle elephants will be eliminated. At that time, the infantry will still be entangled by the Ming cavalry again.

After understanding this principle, Bian Yajian quickly concluded that it was meaningless to rescue the infantry, and would instead ruin the elite war elephant troops here.

"Retreat the troops and return to the camp immediately." Seeing that the situation was too high, Bian Yajian sent a signal and ordered the war elephant troops to stop advancing immediately.

...

"I can't get it." Seeing the Burmese war elephant who had been moving forward for more than a mile suddenly stopped, Deng Ming was surprised at first, and then shook his head slightly: "I had no choice just now, can I let you run away now?"

The Ming cavalry immediately began to pursue. When they were fifty meters away from the back of the war elephant army, they dismounted and shot. More Ming cavalrymen passed from behind and continued to attack the fleeing Burmese army.

As the continuous attacks, the Ming army became more and more skillful, and one elephant after another was knocked down. Originally, the elephants could tolerate the sound of a small number of muskets, but after seeing other elephants crying continuously, the elephants in front became difficult to control. In the end, the rider on the elephant's back had to abandon the infantry with the out-of-control elephant. These infantry that had lost the protection of the war elephant were ruthlessly chopped and killed by the Ming cavalry.

Bian Yajian's retreat also turned into a runaway. Seeing the Ming army chasing relentlessly, the battle elephants in the front row no longer dared to move slowly, but instead rushed to escape from the battlefield at full speed.

It was not until most of the mounts were exhausted that the Ming army stopped chasing, allowing the last small team of war elephants of Bianya Jian to escape.

"Down with 67 elephants," the guards of Gongchang Prince's Mansion finally participated in the pursuit and shooting. They counted the results of the battle along the way and smiled at Deng Ming: "I'll have meat to eat tonight."

Deng Ming is gentle and has a light head. The Chinese are hard-working, good at learning, are high-yield farmers, skilled craftsmen, smart businessmen, and first-class soldiers. Standing around Deng Ming are all farmers who dig food from the soil, but as long as they are given a chance, they will grow into brave soldiers. These cavalrymen in the Xiying can master new combat skills by just watching for a while, which is really not a difficult task for the Chinese people.

"We are a smart and plastic nation. As long as the rulers do not perform their power, my country will be rich in brave warriors and outstanding workers; but as long as the dictator is determined to fool the people, he can create a large number of tame slaves... Deng Ming sighed in his heart and suddenly realized that he was distracted.

"The war on the riverside should be almost done, right?" When Deng Ming calculated, Bai Wenxuan should have crossed the river soon. The progress of the Ming army was unexpectedly smooth: "Go and ask King Gong Chang how he planned to deal with the prisoners, and the Burmese males nearby."

"What else can be done?" Di Sanxi said: "Whether it is the Mundin or the prisoners, let them help us move things, and kill the useless ones; the woman will be distributed to the soldiers."

"Not good." Deng Ming shook his head and glanced at Di Sanxi: "I think there are only two ways, one is to kill all males, and not leave one behind."

"Who will help us move things?" Di Sanxi asked back: "What about another kind?"
Chapter completed!